Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

New York State Albany County 1994

A listener writes “I really enjoy your program quite a bit. I’ve done a lot of thinking and praying about whether or not to do this but I feel it’s time. Up front I will state that I am a former law enforcement officer.

I had a rare encounter with a Sasquatch creature. I say that because the area where it happened would not be considered by most to be a usual or popular area. The reason I say that is mainly due to the fact that the area was not in a hot spot, deep in a forest or completely rural area, but rather in a mostly suburban area.

Now the exact spot had key things about it which made it very appealing and accessible to one of these creatures, this particular individual had to have been a bit bolder than most and likely more curious about humans. I have a lot of detail. I will say up front that I did submit a report to the BFRO about a year or two later after I had done some more research but they never acknowledged it.

At first, I had thought it had to be a bigfoot but had struggled on the idea that it may have been some form of powerful supernatural evil I had encountered that mimicked a bigfoot but I discarded that idea. You see, the woods where it came from also had a reputation for satanism activities. It made the local newspaper even how a satanic cult of mostly school kids (I knew them) got arrested using an abandoned house back in there for makeshift black masses. My best friend grew up not far from there and he showed me also how crazy sounding screams could be often heard way back in there. He stood in his driveway often and listened to it and it bothered him greatly. I heard them myself at least once and over the years from other nearby locations.

We figured it was demonic and spiritual but we didn’t really know. They sounded like a banshee screaming outside the range of human ability, put it that way. The sounds were clearly superhuman in force and range. It wasn’t until later that I was really 100% sure what I encountered that early morning was definitely a sasquatch because of all the things it did…I had no idea that bigfoot did all the exact same things until I had happened upon more reports later. I had read about bigfoot and was definitely interested in subjects like that, but I did not have a lot of detailed info at the time. I tell you it came within 10 feet of me and ever so skillfully stayed just inside the dark where it knew I could not see it. And the concussive force when it hit the ground was a very physical thing. So here goes…

It was a late summer August night in 1994. I was just 19 years old that month. It was really the very early morning around almost 4 am.The moon was also full. The exact place I would conceal from the public, but you I will tell. It was (removed per request) near Bethlehem, NY and near Albany County. I have maps I can share that are annotated. I left my friends house who lived in (removed per request), NY and waited very late before driving due to some alcohol consumption that needed to wear off. On the way home, my car broke down about 3 miles from home on a bridge that crossed over a creek. I was forced to walk home. The forest was on my left and an apartment complex on my right for a good stretch of Rd. where this occurred. Once I got fully into the dark past the last streetlight near the mouth of the Rd., the activity started immediately.

It began with the violent shaking of the top of a tree. It was the highest tree around back in the forest and about 200 yards in. It was quite a racket, and the full moon was lit up behind it making a clear silhouette of the tree top. I mean the top end of the tree was being thrashed to the point where it might break.

The tree had to have been 60 to 80 feet tall. I stopped dead in my tracks by the guard rail and was just stunned and looking very hard to see if I could make out what was causing it. A racoon or a black bear were the only two rational explanations. The only sensible thing was a bear due to the power it would have taken, but even still it didn’t make sense or feel right. It seemed like too much. The black bear is somewhat indigenous but the behavior was nothing I ever heard of. The shaking stopped and started momentarily a few times. Then it happened again but slow back and forth like whatever it was swayed back and forth on it.

The range of movement was extreme…probably 12 to 15 feet back and forth. It was already striking me as supernatural but I was still trying to rationalize it. At this point I’m already starting to pray and ask God for guidance honestly but I’m still telling myself it’s possibly a bear. The shaking stopped but I hear some movements in the tree. And then I heard it drop down out of the tree and it hits the ground. Boy, let me tell you, it sounded like a full grown bull hit the ground. I felt it shock-wave through the ground from all that way. It was massive. Like a large boulder fell dead to the ground with a sickening thud. Everything happened fast.

Your thoughts come fast when something like this happens. I had a complete realization it was no bear. Way too big and heavy. It sounded and felt like 800lbs had hit the ground or more. Only a Grizzly or Kodiac could compare but that was not possible. And cows don’t climb trees. In a few moments after the thing slammed into the ground, there were three powerful whacks against the larger tree. The strikes were spaced apart. The sound was powerful and impressive ok. Mighty. Past a strong man with a hickory bat powerful. Like a large stone or log bashing the tree. This god aweful noise echoed throughout the gorge below. It was this echoing thok. A significant creek is back there, the Normanskill and a defile leading down to it that trapped the sound. All illusions or rationales of a bear disappeared right then. I knew it was warning me on purpose for sure and directing this display at me. I could feel it too.

Just as I’m coming to this conclusion the craziest thing happened. That creature broke into a full on sprint through the woods and straight toward me. I could hear it definitely on two feet and the athleticism of the thing….just awe inspiring. It’s footfalls were these heavy rapid thuds but it moved just so incredible that it made Jesse Owens seem like a total loser. I’m telling you, it covered 200 yards in maybe 10 seconds flat, zig zagging and bashing and leaping over shit, crashing and bashing on and over things it stepped on so fast – I could hear everything. I knew I could not possibly run in my wildest dreams to escape. I had the apartment complex behind me but everyone was in tem sleep and all locked doors I was sure. I faced it and backed up a few steps and prepared for the attack. It charged right up to me within 10 feet and suddenly stopped dead still. There was a sharp drop off just past the guard rail in front of me. The thing stayed just far enough in to be a little down in there on the side of the sharp drop off and just barely out of sight in the dark behind the side brush. Nothing moves like that. I went back later on maps and figured the distance and time it took to cover it. Had to be running about 60 miles an hour. I could feel it’s presence there and it was huge. I strained to see it but it played the shadow perfectly.

I did not smell anything. It didn’t growl or grunt or anything. I only hear a couple of huffs, you know like three hard sharp breaths right after it stopped. To this day I can’t even find enough words. At that point Wes it was me and him. Damned thing was right there. One step out and I would’ve been face to face with it. My reaction to it was a little unusual though compared to most. I’m a natural fighter by nature. I had nowhere to run. I was praying every way I knew while it ran up to me and prepared myself for violence. It felt totally evil, the presence of it. I strongly started warning it verbally in the name of Jesus Christ not to touch me. For what its worth I at least felt somehow it could understand me.

I don’t really know but I really think it could understand what I was saying. It stayed totally quiet. Wes I believe the thing knew it needed to remain quiet and not use odor at me because it knew the apartment complex was right there and it was being completely tactical. I started walking sideways and facing it and using strong verbals at it as I went up nearer the middle of the road toward the double line but walking sideways a little further down the Rd. Then it suddenly ran on what sounded like all fours scurrying past me and up the same side in the direction I was walking. It passed me and shuffled up to about 10 or 15 yards past my position and stopped. It was making me have to walk up to and past it in order to keep going on. I thought to my self oh God this is it. It’s on. As I walked up to pass it, I told the damned thing I would scream and rip off its balls or gouge out its eye or bite off its pinky finger or do anything to make it sorry if it grabbed me. Call me crazy but I had no choice. It’s not that I think I’m so tough but I knew there were no alternatives. If if it attacked me, it would have been for my life period. No ifs ands or buts. No way I could run. And I felt very strongly that if I tried, it could gain the rights somehow to take me. I had to face it down and possibly die. If it was going to kill me I was not giving it my back. If it was going to kill me I was going to hurt it as badly as I possibly could….if I could manage it with everything I could muster. I knew it very well may step out into view and there would be a big reveal. Clearly it was trying to hedge me in and set up an ambush. And if it did I knew it was on.

Long and behold I got past it and it stayed perfectly still and did not step out. I started to feel a little relieved. I went on another few yards past, maybe five and the same thing happenned and it scrambled passed me again. A peace started to come over me at that point. I knew in my knower that if it were going to take me out, it probably would have by then. But it made me pass it again. And so I passed it again…side stepping…always facing it. No way I was going to turn my back on it. After I passed it again, it did the exact same thing over and over – passing me and making me pass it. This went on for almost an eighth of a mile possibly until the woods ran out after the guard rail ended. After the last time it stopped about 20 feet from the ending of the guard rail, I went on to where there was a yard now and no more woods right there.

The residence was still behind trees on the property out of sight but there was a lawn there. I thought again, if it were going to come out, this would be the spot because there were no lines of sight from any possible witnesses there still. I stopped and kept watching. I was facing the delta of the end of the woods at that spot. The sun was barely starting to break and it was getting much easier to see. You have to understand that in the Lord I had become very confident by this point that it was not going to be allowed to do anything to me. After the first and second time I passed it and it didn’t ambush me I grew pretty assured about this. If it were going to get me, it would have. I heard nothing. I waited a minute watching back and then I walked carefully back in it’s direction trying to peer around the trees and down into the dropoff.

I was looking for a shape or anything sticking out behind the cover. I walked closer and closer extremely carefully to almost where I last heard it and watching hard for anything at all. It was gone vanished. As far as I could tell anyway. I could see into the woods at this point and saw no movement anywhere. I didn’t push it any more but I think it was gone. It was like it disappeared so stealthy that I didn’t even hear it depart. I’m still stymied by that.

This was another contributing factor to my conclusion for awhile that it was some sort of giant demon or something. It had apparently vacated the area with complete stealth. The sun was coming up more and more and I just turned and walked home bewildered and thinking about what the heck I had just experienced. I will never forget it. I later concluded that it was definitely a sasquatch creature. The internet was pretty new for the most part then but I started doing some research on other subjects and found info about sasquatch I never personally knew before the encounter. The tree knocking aspect was like – ok yeah. Then I saw a report about the stalking behavior where it stays low on all fours crawling flat to the ground. Since then I’ve heard so many reports where things come up, and I’m just like yup. That’s the thing. What a mystery.

Thank you for your time”